A Little Spacy

A Little Spacy 1

“I’m going outside for a little while,” I tell my husband, stepping out of my work area. I had been trying to nail down somewhat elusive specifics for one of my Tarot peeps. I felt like I was getting periphery information, but not the specifics I was seeking.

“Are you okay?” he asks me.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just need to decompress and ground.”

“On the phone a lot?”

“No, email work. But I’m still feeling spacey.”

“You mean spacey-ER,” he corrected me with a grin.

I told him to shut up.

Or at least I think I did. I don’t remember exactly. I was feeling kind of spacey.

What do you do when you are feeling spacey?

 

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